- Gertie: Say, listen, if you keep talkin' Greek to me Napoleon, I'm gonna knock every bone apart. Get it?
- The Frenchman: Bone apart? Oh! Napoleon Bonaparte! C'est moi! Oui! Oui!
- Gertie: Listen, brother, you better watch out or the squirrels will store you away for the winter like a nut!
- The Frenchman: Nut? Nut?
- Gertie: Hazel nut. Walnuts. Hickory nuts. Peanuts!
- The Frenchman: Ah!
- [points at himself]
- The Frenchman: Nuts!
- Gertie: Gee, I wish I was back in New York.
- Dorval: But, don't you like it here?
- Gertie: I've been in gay Paris for six months lookin' for a live one. And the best I can get is this deadhead. Aren't you a deadhead, duckie?
- [the Frenchman bashfully smiles]
- Gertie: Come here, snookie. Come here. Come on, give. Tell Momma, what's your name?
- Marthe: Oh, let's quit talking. Why don't you take me into your arms. Why don't you kiss me.
- Dorval: My dear girl, I haven't the slightest idea in the world of making love to you.
- Marthe: Then why did you save me from jail? Why did you come here?
- Dorval: Why? Because I have a great desire to play chess - with the human race.
- Marthe: I have to fight for every crust of bread I have to eat. Starvation isn't the most beautiful thing in life, you know.
- Dorval: No, I suppose not.
- Marthe: Every day for the past three years, that's all I've known. Fight. Fight for food and fight against men. Their plans and their schemes for luxury.
- Marthe: Johnny, you're really very fond of me, aren't you?
- Johnny Silk: Fond of you? Say, I'm so daffy about you, I'm sick.
- Dorval: [to Marthe] Now, let me give you a little advice. Women as a general thing confess much too much. You must impress on yourself the value of silence.
- Johnny Silk: Say, I go absolutely haywire. On the square, I'm daffy about you. Now, you know, in some rackets there are 10,000 ways to putting a thing over. But, in love, I guess there's only one. Countess, I want you to marry me.
- Johnny Silk: There are three things that I know: horses, gambling and women. Why, I'd stake my bankroll on you.
- Marthe: [laughs] But, the world is full of women.
- Johnny Silk: Sure. Broadway dolls. Say, I wouldn't pay a dime on the hoof for all of them. But, you're different. You're a thoroughbred. You're expensive. You're handicap class.
- Johnny Silk: I think you ought to have someone take care of you?
- Marthe: Maybe you're right. I think I'll advertise.
- Johnny Silk: Marthe, you don't have to do that. I know just the man for you.
- Marthe: Can he make love?
- Johnny Silk: Well, can I?